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As an elementary school teacher, I put up with alot of mess from the children. Im usually good at maintaining ny composure and handling the children, but this one kid just worked my nerves. Darren was the worst child I had ever taught even though I had only been teaching for 3 years, but he was the worst child I ever meet in my whole 25 years of living. He swore out loud, fought frequently with the other children, and when asked why he did such things he would simply and shamelessly reply, "fuck you, suck my dick!" Where did an 8 year learn to talk like that. Darren always worked my nerves and I had tried to set up parent/teacher confrences numorous times but no one ever showed up. I had taken all I was willing to take from Darren when the school had career day. Darren was asked by a representative of the school board what he wanted to be when he grew up. His reply was "Bitch I already got money, when I get older Im gon' be a pimp and have plenty of hoes on my joc". I was so embarrased and fed up with that little bad ass. I marched to the principles office and told Principle Garrett that Darren Lockhart could not return to school until I had a talk with his parents. Darren didn't come to school for 3 days the next week and I grew concerned so when I got off about 3:30, I got his address and decided to pay his folks a visit. As stereotypical as it may be, but from how Darren acted, I expected him to live in the ghetto part of town and for his father to be off in prison while his mother worked at a diner or something. To my suprise he lived near my neighborhood, which was a very nice suburb area. When I reached his house I rung the doorbell 3 times when I heard a deep sexy voice on the ther side of the ...

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